It's still raining when she leaves her room after the night. Even though she had not slept, she feels good about herself, tired, but happy about her work she stares at her Porridge. Again, breakfast is a quiet affair, not many students wake up early, just to eat, so she enjoys it very much. She packs her finished homework and the extra work she had done for potions, starting the day. And again, she gets pushed against the wall, she sits quietly in charms, completing her charms perfectly, but not saying anything, then in potions, showing off her knowledge, throwing Felicity into her shadow. It's like a routine, a bad one, but still predictable. On her shoulder a blue bruise has formed and in the few minutes she has left in her potions class she throws together a mild healing salve. It does not go unnoticed, as she had hoped. "And what do we have here?" Long fingers clasp around the pot. "I'm sorry, Miss. I have a small bruise and I wanted to treat it." The teacher shoves the pot back. "What did you put in it? Healing is way to advanced for your age." "I created it on my own. It's a mixture of a few grasses and a bug leg." Hecate looks up, pride in her eyes. "Very well. Here. More extra work, I see you are not overworked, if you have the time to do this." And without a word she disappears in front of Hecates eyes. She should feel bad about the work, but somehow it makes her feel even better about her discovery, even more validated. Then she's alone again. No not entirely. She sits on her soft chair, in front of her desk, doing her work, her hair let down, now that she's alone, reading the books she was given, taking notes as soon as something interesting catches her eyes. On her lap Minerva has curled up, purring happily, keeping Hecate warm. Her room now feels warm. After working on it the whole night it has transformed into something she feels safe. White fabric is draped on the ceiling, she had borrowed from the wash room, and hundreds of lights shine behind it. It had taken her a long time to perfect the light spell, sitting in the darkness, letting the small light appear and disappear again. Finally she mastered one and had filled the room with the warm, yellow, orbs.
After reading through the first book, it was about heeling and a few advanced spells, she desperately wanted to try them out, the next time she had to heal something, the cat on her lap had fallen asleep. "Guess I'll just read another one.", she whispers top herself, grabbing the next book. It is deep blue, with silver letters on front and back. The book seems to glow itself, a light sheen lingering over the first page. It is blank. The next one as well. On the third page a few dots appear. Then letters form. "Connect the dots, form light, so the stars will be yours." They disappear again. She summons her little light source and places the orbs over the little marks. "Oh, it's the great bear!" The next page is filled with information regarding the stars, hovering over her head, each star has a story, and if talked about changes colour, without Hecates doing. Minerva stirs, waking up and jumping off her, so Hecate, who can't feel her legs, scoots over to her bed, turning down the lights on her ceiling, leaving the star formation lighted. "It's like she knew somehow." She murmurs, looking up and feeling safe. Her aunt had to,d her about the stars, on rare occasion, but she had only remembered the great bear, a fairly early star constellation to find on the night sky. And so Hecate, the tall little girl, drifts off to sleep, under her own stars.